TripAdvisor Reviews Tulip Inn Bodegraven

Travel Blogs from Bodegraven

... rum cake and still had to buy 3 bags of sweets on the way back to the hotel! Sarah gave me the most fantastic foot massage in our room and now we're in the bar with a very cold bottle of Sauvignon blanc. Oh well we are now back in our usual haunt, Amnesia! Do you know yesterday afternoon, in the hotel room I was tripping so much I had to ask Sarah where we were! Now finally back at our hotel. Went via a pancake shop. Just ordered a cheese platter for two, 2 tiramisu and a bottle of Italian ...

... was the fact that the maps don't show all the little canals, or the places where there are buildings right up to the canal edges, so you can't stick to the waterside. After about the first fifteen minutes we really did not have a clue where we were. We left home at 10.30 and arrived at Rijks Museum at 11.45. One plus was that on the way we had numerous conversations with really helpful locals. To a man they confidently gave us precise ...

... and that is I think a good thing. Why spend so many years abroad if afterwards you end up doing everything the same way again ;-)

Everything so organized, guess that is what I noticed the most. Everything running according to time, my first appointment with the municipal office to get a new driver’s license had to be scheduled online, which gave me a time slot of 10min! on a certain date. I totally freaked out, and chose a ‘normal’ time at half past ...

... staying. Sunday morning we rented a car and headed two hours northeast of Amsterdam. It was a nice drive through the countryside dotted with windmills, sheep and cows. We then arrived in a small port town where we were meeting a boat to go on a mudwalk. Apparently mud walking is a popular thing to do in The Netherlands and Ann couldn't wait to do it. Mud walking is not my idea of a great time as I'm not a huge fan of getting dirty but decided to bite the bullet and do it. The ...

... Mr H out of the way of a rather large painting by Hals, whilst shouting at him en Francais. She then stood about a foot away from the painting, so that no-one else could see the whole painting, or take a photo!

After a tiring few hours, we stopped to sit in the park outside the museum, watching children playing in the water fountains. When we returned to the hotel, Mr H decided to have a lie down and "rest his eyes", and didn't wake up for another 3 hours, at half ten in ...